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Usual disclaimer applies here, if you’re under 18 reading this will make you blind so
go away. This story deals with underage sex so if offended please close the door on your
way out.
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A night of terror
After we came home we sat in the kitchen to catch Joy and Stacy up on all the fun they missed. As I looked around the room I was getting turned on. Stacy was in shorts and a tee shirt; her long legs were begging to be kissed. Joy was in sweats and every time she laughed her big breasts would bounce to her laughter. Lisa, my new friend was sitting in the chair with her sneaker’s resting on Amber’s naked stomach. After I told the girls what we put Amber through the past couple days Joy started telling us in an exited tone what she wanted to do to Amber. As the nights activities were being explained I looked at Amber as she wept as she faced another night of tickle torture. Lisa was so exited she could barely keep still in her seat.
As Lisa and Joy carried the tickle toy down stairs Stacey was telling the slave that she was going to be tickled like never before. Lisa chimed in, you will not even know what day is when were done bitch, you will beg to be under my feet again. Lisa was cool; I just hope she was not trying to take over the role of master to Amber. Stacey asked Lisa and Joy to keep holding her so she could get a quick tummy tickle. As Stacy went to her knees to tickle her tummy I assaulted her feet. Tickle, tickle you bad girl, stop squirming or they may drop you ticklish girl. HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA her laughs were echoing trough the basement. I love this said Lisa, I feel like I own her, and she is so cute trying to get free. She is at our mercy I replied. They laid her on the floor with her wrists tied behind her back and her ankles tied together. Lisa kneeled down on Amber’s ass to show her how dominate she was. I was amazed at all of the new bondage toys Joy set up. Which one will we try? I wanted to try the suspension first; we will attach a restraint on each hand and ankle, and then use the chains to hold her face down so she will be at eye level for us.
It even holds her legs apart and holds her legs and arms up so her belly dropping down a little, that way it’s tighter so it will be more ticklish. OH GOD< I CAN’T TAKE ANYMORE MASTER. PLEASE HAVE MERCY! I’LL LICK YOUR FEET ALL NIGHT! PLEASE NO MORE, I FEEL LIKE I’M STILL BEING TICKLED FROM BEFORE. She begged the entire time we tied her up. As Joy turned the wheel to raise her she was crying for mercy. I new she hated the tickling; she only got turned on when she had skinny toes in her face. Tomorrow she will be rewarded but tonight it will be more tickling fun. It was a great sight, Amber was hanging from the ceiling with her hands spread out and legs pulled and separated as she was at my eye level. I walked up to her, looked her in the eye and said, slave you will learn to love tickling tonight. PLEASE MASTER I WILL WORSHIP YOU; I KNOW YOU OWN ME, PLEASE STOP! Good girl, just relax and entertain us I said as I began tickling her armpits. Lisa stood in between her legs and tickled her ass forcing my slave to laugh and shake violently. Amber could not move, she was spread so tight she didn’t have much flexibility.
Joy tickled her ribs and belly button as Stacey tickled the top have of her ass. I was amazed at the laughter we were getting from the ass tickling. I looked on as Stacey made circles on her cheeks, and Lisa wiggled her fingers along her crack. Amber was screaming for mercy, and then Joy placed her pinky finger in Amber’s belly button reducing the slave to unintelligible words and laughter. I went under my slave and dug my fingers into her stomach forcing some of the loudest cries for help that I ever herd. This tickling assault on her mid section was extreme torture I could tell. When Amber began her fits of silent laughter Stacey told us to slow down or she would pass out. Look at her ass wiggle when you scrape your fingers on her left cheek Lisa said. We continued tickling her gently till she appeared to be more coherent then we went all out again.
We all moved to her ribs after we had her going crazy with the ass tickling. There were two of us on each side of her with us digging into her ribs and hip. Poor Amber was shaking her head from side to side as if she could stop the tickling, her body was beginning to tremble again as Lisa told the slave that we were just getting started. How’s it feel bitch, when are you going to pee? Will we stop soon, I don’t think so bitch. How much more can you take? Ha ha ha ha ha ha pl p p pp ple please s ssss sttt st s stoooopppppppp! I dug both hands into her ribs as Joy did the same on the other side; this sent my slave screaming in fits again. When Lisa and Stacy began running their nails over her hip slowly she began blurting out begs for mercy again. Stacy asked, why do you keep begging for mercy? you know we will not stop, don’t you baby?
After we grew tired with the rib tickling we moved on to her armpits. As one of us tickled her armpit the other one would lightly stoke her arm with our nails. NOOOOOO NO MORE PLEASE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! This must be so maddening, how can you like this so much Amber, asked Lisa? I II I DO DD D DON”TTTTT Wait till we get to your feet, that will be so much fun, don’t you think? Tickle tickle, those sensitive armpits are so ticklish, keep laughing baby girl; enjoy this, wait till we really start to tickle you. I bet you miss my feet don’t you bitch, Lisa said as she laughed. I couldn’t help but to wonder if Lisa was ticklish, it would be fun to break in another slave?
We all moved to her feet, even with Amber promising to be a better slave if we stopped. Stacy and I slowly ran our fingers up and down the bottom of her feet as Joy and Lisa did the same to the top of her feet. Her feet were flexing like a bull. Amber was laughing pretty steady as we continued to tickle her very lightly. I was holding her toes back so I could tickle her extremely sensitive toes. Lisa and Joy moved next to her and started tickling her inner thighs as Stacy and I kept tickling her feet. I noticed her head shot up when she realized she would be forced to wet herself. It didn’t take long for her to drain herself; poor thing must be totally humiliated again. I noticed Lisa and Joy stopped tickling, keep going I yelled. They moved back to her ribs and stomach as Stacy and I kept up are light, maddening tickling on her feet. As Amber swung her head around I could ell she was felling totally helpless, she needed the tickling to end.
After we had my slave reduced to silent laughter, a sign we had her in total ticklish agony we lowered her to the floor. Lisa was also laughing and acting all giddy from tormenting Amber to the point of insanity. Amber was getting stronger from the tickling; she took it for three hours this time before she started zoning out. After we untied the baby she continued laughing for some time. I sat in front of her after she calmed down and ordered her to lick my feet from heal to toe. I watched as my slave lay at my feet and lick like a good girl. I could tell my tickle slave was not capable of anymore heavy tickling tonight so I had Stacy put in a video so we could watch a movie and have our feet cleaned. We all sat on the floor with Amber laying on her stomach, her face at our feet as we had her go from girl to girl. We were all tired so we decided to turn in. I tied my slave to my bed so she could keep my feet warm. Get some rest; tomorrow is a big play day sweetie!
to be continued...
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